All through middle school, I lived in a small rural village in Western Germany called Börsborn. It was an idyllic place that shaped my early adolescence and gave me a lifetime of memories to cherish.
One of my favorite memories: romping through fields of poppies in late spring.
Here in urban Texas, we have fields of Texas Bluebonnets strategically located and solely designated for our viewing pleasure. Unlike the wilds of the German countryside, it’s all very structured and contrived. It is beautiful, nonetheless, and the fields are the perfect place to practice my new hobby – photography. During my latest photo-taking expedition, I made an unexpected and thrilling discovery.
When the Bluebonnets begin to fade, poppies rise up, stand tall, and shine.
For an hour or two, I felt twelve again…well, minus the frizz ball hair and unibrow…and itched to throw off my shoes and frolic.